Tales and fleeting memories of my liver journey unabashed

Simple Sunday

Today is simple. No over thinking, no over writing…just silence in my head. For me it is a rare feeling and when i do feel the simpleness of the day wash over me I try to linger in it as long as possible. My life seems to go 200 mph every day for the last several years. I feel anxious a lot like most of you know. But today, there is just something in the air that just makes me pause and smile. I like it. I wish I could pause everything and look around, taking as long as I want. Also, I dreamed about flying fish that popped into bubbles when you touched them last night, so maybe that is it…

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After all,” Anne had said to Marilla once, “I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.